Arabian Knight free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)
I try to be good and I try to conform to regulations but you’ll hopefully forgive me when I tell you that the urge for the penis got the better of me after five whole months of being a good boy.

I was walking through a city park in Glasgow as part of my daily exercise routine, some weeks ago in the evening. This park is one that I’ve always known about but only recently discovered that apart from its wildlife of geese, ducks, and swans, it also has another nocturnal visitor….

To go around the pond in this park twice equates to 5km or 3 miles roughly, give or take and that’s what I found myself doing one evening. I stumbled across this young guy who turned out to be Arabic, he passed me as I was doing my run and smiled at me, I thought nothing of it, it was just a courteous gesture on his part. Each night that I would go for my run or walk, I would encounter my Arabian Knight roughly at the same location and it then dawned upon me that he wasn’t out for normal exercise but some other form of activity.

One night, whilst out running, I went into my cool down walk and caught a glimpse of this guy in the distance. I decided to change my route and walked to the area he was in. As I was passing him, he smiled again, and I decided to return that smile but deliberately look down at his crotch as I wanted to see if he had any semblance of an impending erection. He had on jogging trousers without a zip or fly front, so it was quite difficult to make out what he was hiding. I then walked past but stopped some yards away and turned around to see him do the same, so I turned around and went to another part of the park, more open and in view of anyone passing but I wanted to see if the old gaydar was working and to test him, to see if he would follow. He duly did and we briefly chatted, but he didn’t mess about, he asked me, “If I wanted to see it” as he began playing with whatever was behind the clothing. I had to decline his offer at that time, and he did offer to exchange telephone numbers, but I had to leave and return to meet other members of my party.

The next day, my thoughts were on this brief encounter the night before and I wondered if my Arabian friend would be in the park that night. Again, the same routine was employed, go out, walk, jog, run and walk slowly around the area he was in – blast he wasn’t there! I was gutted, I decided to continue my exercise but up on the hillside is a broken bench and there was the guy that I was desperate to see, as I was desperate to find out what package he had under those joggers.

I approached him and he of few words, suggested that we go further into the bushes, further up the hill. I am always cautious about outdoor activities especially in daylight hours and my first encounter with this guy was just that in broad daylight but in an area hidden and surrounded by dense shrubbery. He directed me through tall grass and bracken (a kind of thick bush in Scotland) and eventually we made our way to a small clearing. I was desperate to see what he had to offer and slowly but surely he put his hand down his joggers and pulled out the most massive cock that I’ve ever seen, it was not just thick but it was extra thick and long and had a huge head. I was so nervous, so concerned about doing things outdoors and being caught (I was never like that in my youth where I was carefree and adventurous) but it wasn’t long before I was on my knees engulfing his head and a great length of his cock in my mouth. Being bent down but not keeling on my knees prevented me from staying down on him too long and as I rose to get up and allow him to finish the event by wanking, he forcefully turned me around and pulled down my shorts from behind. I did seriously try to stop him as I could hear voices nearby and was now becoming very anxious but he overpowered me to some degree and to some degree, I was excited at the prospect of what he was intending to do.

He is slight to medium build and not very tall but he is an extremely powerful man and once he had my shorts down, enough to expose my anus, without a condom or lube he forced his penis into my anal cavity. It was neither comfortable or uncomfortable as the overriding feelings were of anticipation, excitement, and risk. Anticipation of how would I accommodate such a huge piece, excitement at the prospect of a raw, bareback fuck in the middle of a city park and fully aware of the risk of being caught with my shorts down and a massive tool inside me.
He fucked me and kept pushing me over, he wanted me bent over so that he could get full entry but I kept standing up as I had nothing to lean on or hold onto and had to stand upright with this thick tool inside me.
We would continue to bump into each other in the park and on most occasions we would head to our hideaway location and the same ritual would take place, he would pull out his cock, I’d drop to my knees, suck him off and then he would spin me around and fuck me hard without lube or any stimulant to make taking his cock easier and this would continue but each time we met but suddenly he stopped appearing in the park and I was devastated, as his cock was to die for and it was the width and length that I’ve always dreamed of having.

I returned to my exercise activities and the weeks passed and then again he appeared, there was no meet, just an acknowledgement of each other’s presence and again I didn’t see him for weeks until last week when he was sitting on a bench in an area near to where he normally hangs out. I stopped to speak to him and he asked me if I wanted to go to the place and the normal routine took place but I was always bewildered because when he was about to ejaculate he would always withdraw and cum on the grass or bushes, only once did he cum on my hand and he tasted good!

Tonight, I deliberately decided to visit the park, I wasn’t that horny but an opportunity arose for me to visit the park without the usual company that I exercise with in the park (all at different levels and paces) and so I went around to his usual haunt and sure enough he was there. This time, we spoke longer, and I asked him if he wanted to exchange telephone numbers and he readily agreed. As we chatted, I could see his bulge was getting bigger and he as bold as brass asked me if I ‘wanted him’ and of course, by this stage I did.

So, what was different about this visit tonight? Well, I was able to suck him for much longer than usual and then he beckoned that he wanted to fuck me (it’s not easy with jeans on) and when he did fuck me this time, I told him not to withdraw but to shoot his load inside me. I left that park with a smile on my face, with full knowledge that my Arabian Knight had made my night, he had claimed my anus as his, he had fully loaded me with his life giving seed and he was ball deep inside me.

Now that I have his telephone number and I am free to text him, I intend to serve my Master well and be his submissive cumdump.

Same as Arabian Knight Videos

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

Audition for a Knight

Aug 8, 2011 I tried to get this info into my biography - but couldn't. I've written a paperback book of three of my long stories that I normally sell separately at magselectronics.com There IS a great discount offered by the publisher, but only until August 12, 2011 If you're interested go to beastv.blogspot for details. I hope that you enjoy the following story. It's a lot different than my usual. Hugs Bea AUDITION FOR A KNIGHT By Bea The horseman appeared out...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 39
  • 0

A Night With Knight

A night with Knight by Ronde To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Our chat last night I enjoyed our chat last night. Think the other guys did too, if their comments were any basis to judge by. Bet you got a lot of offers after I left the room, but hope I’m the only one who got your email address. Sorry that your husband doesn’t have much time for you anymore. You sound like a beautiful lady, and beautiful ladies should never be ignored. Wish I could do something to make you...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Heart of a Knight

Jonathan grunted as he pulled himself up onto the stone ledge, his light armour rattling as he steadied himself and looked into the mouth of the cave. Here it was, he thought to himself. The dragon's cave. About six months ago, the young man had turned eighteen. Ever since he was a young boy, he wanted to be a knight. He had grown up idolising them, those armoured heroes who would fight for the king, protect the innocent, strike down villains. Everything that a knight was, everything...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

The Knight

The Knight, from the novel ‘War of the Walkers’ A slow, steady alarm could be heard throughout the complex and the red flashing lights sensors warned every person that the jump team was ready to report to the laboratory sub station immediately. The scramble was chaotic. Meals were deserted, sleep was interrupted, and conversations ceased without proper ending as staff quickly piled into the waiting express elevators. Twenty-six floors below, the team leader awaited his staff. “Ladies and...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

Girlie Knight

I. The Message Paul Norton sat in his dimly-lit room somewhere in the suburbs of Boston. He looked outside and saw a blizzard pounding the neighborhood. White-skinned and with blond hair, Paul suffered from an overactive intelligence which compelled him to notice things that other people did not. He disliked authority’s instructions, and frequently called people names which they would not otherwise deserve. Fortunately, those same people had been understanding as Paul learned to keep his...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

A Knight

The Knight scowled as he glared at the Succubus sitting before him. His armoured hands were bound above his head, the chains bearing an unnatural purple glow. "My, my, my..." the purple-haired demon teased as she leaned forward, her red eyes running down her captive's body. He was exactly what you would expect of a knight; tall, muscular, and clad from the neck down in metal. She had already disposed of his helmet, exposing his handsome, bearded face. "You're quite the catch, Sir...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

White Knight

Carmine wiped the sweat off her brow with the dirty towel she was using to clean the table. Although it was nearly dark, the heat of the day still had its grip on the land. It was even worse in the dark, windowless inn where she worked. Grunting with the effort, she hoisted the pail of water and sent another splurge of water coursing down the long wooden table, sending several chickens flying out from under the table cackling and complaining loudly that she had ruined their meal of table...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

Lady Knight

London, England 1275 ‘Who is that knight in red over yonder?’ ‘Too small to be a seasoned knight, must be a man-child.’ ‘Whoever he is, has won most of the contests today. Remarkable chap I say.’ Everyone in the jousting fields and stands were debating who this newcomer was, that has put most of the competitors to shame. The King has sent his man-at-arms to request an audience with the elusive young knight, that has sent even his cynical courtiers in an uproar. Aye, this is definitely worth...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 26
  • 0

Arabian Plaything Chapter 8

Personal narrative of BABU 25-year old Arabian assistant to CARLOTTA who is in charge of training in the Stables of Quireme.The new girl brought over from the Harem to be trained as a Pony was quite some beauty. If she’d been a few inches longer in the thigh, she might one day won a top honor from Princess Karina. As it was, when she settled down, I reckoned she would make up into a very nice sort of filly. Aged 22. She was five foot eight inches in height, thirty eight inches at bust and hips,...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Arabian Playthings Chapter 1

The room was ornately Byzantine in style, with a mosaic marble floor and slim columns round the walls supporting decorative rounded arches. There were some heavy gold and crimson d****s at one end and the furniture, though sparse, was expensive. It consisted of a low chaise couch with a single high-curving end, an equally low table - on which stood a white urn filled with exotic-looking flowers - a comfortable-looking armchair, a footstool and, finally, a tall inlaid cabinet with cupboard above...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Arabian Nights Part II

Continued from Arabian Nights - Part I When the music stopped the smoking had begun to take effect and we went into the bedroom. Reem led the way holding my hand and directed me to the bed. She stood the girls in a line and disrobed them while caressing their bodies and telling me that they all knew the rules. Anything goes. She undid Sabah's bra and as her dark hangers fell my cock came to full attention at the site of her huge chocolate nipples. Her areola were gigantic and the nipples big...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Arabian Adventure

ARABIAN ADVENTURE. Living on the outskirts of London, England, John, His wife Angela, and their twin daughters Maria, and Madeline led an idyllic, middle class, life style. John who in his late 30's, and Angela a few years younger ran a small boutique specialising in expensive lingerie. Maria and Madeline who had just turned 17 were both still at collage, and the image of their mother. At 5'9" they had a sort of Nordic look about them, their large breasts exaggerated by their skinny...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Arabian Paradise

A dirty dark story of forced incarceration, sex, pain and just plain misery replete with the fear of never returning to one's homeland. This is a nasty, misogynistic story. Fiction of unremitting cruelty and horror. Avoid it if you are sensitive or under eighteen. Synopsis: He was a brutal misogynist who cast an international net to 'acquire' lovely ladies for his sadistic pleasure and resale. Categories Bondage Submission Involuntary Keywords High Heels Appliances...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Arabian Nights

Arabian Nights Pt. 01 By MicheleNylons© Michele felt the huge member buried in her anus begin to pulsate; hot, creamy semen flooded her back passage. She was lying face down on the huge bed; pressed down into the satin sheets and soft mattress, her own penis trapped in her satin panties was also hard and leaking pre-seminal fluid. She lay still as Ahmed, the man lying on top of her, emptied himself into her. Ahmed preferred to fuck Michele doggy-style and finish with her prone;...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 18
  • 0

Arabian Nights Part Three

Arabian Nights Pt. 03 "Only one word of advice I can give you; don't resist them," Sarina whispers into Michele's ear. "Thank you Mistress," Michele responds. "You won't thank me when they deflower your tight little arsehole," Sarina responds. Although obviously American she uses the English word arse, rather than ass. "I can't and won't help you once we are inside. You need to know I am not your friend; I am your Mistress. In fact I'm going to rather enjoy watching them take...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Arabian Nights Part Four

Arabian Nights Part Four - The Whore By Michele Nylons Back in her cell Sarina helps Michele undress. "That suit isn't too bad; you can just brush it and hang it up. That blouse will need a soak to get the come out of it. Check out your lingerie and stockings and if they have any rips or tears just ditch them. You get an allowance for lingerie and hosiery; the boys are always tearing them because they are so rough, but anything else you clean yourself or replace it out of your...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Arabian Nights Part Five

Arabian Nights - Part V - Defiled By Michele Nylons Sadan pulls his cock from Michele's anus with an audible plop. Semen mixed with lubricant run in a rivulet from Michele's anus down her thigh and soak into her tattered stockings. Sadan wipes his cock on the remains of her ripped panties and then pushes Michele facedown on the bed. "You have performed well my pretty putta; better even than this afternoon. I'm glad I waited to fuck your infidel arse." Sadan spanks Michele's...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Arabian Nights Part Six The Finale

Arabian Nights Part VI - The Conclusion By Michele Nylons Michele sat sobbing as she told Sarina about being taken forcibly by Jamhal, the Cabal's vicious pimp. She told Sarina how Jamhal had justified his actions because Michele was no longer unsullied. "Sullied, unsullied - it means nothing to the Cabal. You are their property and it is forbidden for anyone to touch you other than the Cabal or those they have given permission to do so," Sarina explained. "Like you?" Michele...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Arabian Paradise

A dirty dark story of forced incarceration, sex, pain and just plain miseryreplete with the fear of never returning to one?s homeland.This is a nasty, misogynistic story. Fiction of unremitting cruelty and horror.Avoid it if you are sensitive or under eighteen.Synopsis        He was a brutal misogynist who cast an international net to                               ?acquire? lovely ladies for his sadistic pleasure and resale.Categories        Bondage Submission InvoluntaryKeywords        High...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 22
  • 0

Arabian adventure

ARABIAN ADVENTURE.Living on the outskirts of London, England, John, His wife Angela, and their twin daughters Maria, and Madeline led an idyllic, middle class, life style.John who in his late 30?s, and Angela a few years younger ran a small boutique specialising in expensive lingerie.Maria and Madeline who had just turned 17 were both still at collage, and the image of their mother.At 5?9? they had a sort of Nordic look about them, their large breasts exaggerated by their skinny frame?s...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 31
  • 0

Arabian Misadventure

Dear Reader, Tanya suggested that I copy my diary entries and send them to this site for your pleasure. I have of course changed all the names to keep my anonymity and the real location of the palace is hundreds of miles from the location I give, in fact I doubt there is anything but desert in that region. Actually it was Najibah, First Wife of Emir Sheikh Ahmed Faizal who, when she found it, encouraged me to keep my diary and allowed me to write home, first by email and later we were able...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

A Day for a Knight

A DAY FOR A KNIGHT BY PAUL G. JUTRAS "So class, what kind of play should we do this year for the school?" Mrs. Green asked at her small little drama class. "How about one with knights on a quest," asked Paul who sat in a black tee shirt with white pants and matching jacket. "It would be one with magic and adventure in it." "Not to mention romance." Sally added. She always wore skirts or dresses and believed that pantyhose were a girl's best friend. "Paul can be the leading...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Black PVC Knight

Black PVC KnightIt’s a normal day, the hum drum life of a single mother. Another day at work, money, pay the bills, then home to k**s and cook, clean, homework then off to bed with all of us. Will this monochromatic life ever get anymore interesting. Sure I poke around on some fetish sites, use the usual kinky videos to masturbate too. Love bondage, Fem Dom, slave mentality really suites me as I’m mostly submissive female who wants to be used abused, but I also want to be worshipped for...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

Blondie and the Black Knight

I’d been spending a lot of time in the Twomps, lately. Yeah, eastside Oaktown, where a white girllike me really had no business being. Only, I was cool, ‘cause I knew Twiman, and he made sure everybody knew it. Not that I was one of his girls, and I sure as hell wasn’t one of his gangers. You see, growing up off International, I’d spent more time couch surfing than I had at home. Me and my dad just didn’t get on, more like he didn’t give a shit where his youngest was. You might say the...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Patchwork Knight

Then. A Rustic Village Does everyone remember their first crush with such clarity? Forgetting his is impossible, and if Greg Bartels were honest with himself, he would acknowledge that Amelia Collins is the standard by which every other woman that he will admire or date is judged, a standard against which he will find all those others lacking. He knew that he was not the only one who fell in love with her in these glory days of high school, and he also knew that he would look nostalgically...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Not Quite a White Knight Book 2Chapter 10 Stranger and the Knight

Saturday May 24 late morning and early afternoon Fort Zero At the office I really had to book some serious hours on the water rights. I got enough done so I billed 8 hours of work as 16 hours including “outside” time spent. Based on the work I could have listed more, but then I would have to justify. With my hours in I returned to my Fort. I did resume my habit of changing vehicles at the Batcave, I was going to be cautious. As long as I was at the Batcave I also stopped in at Sam’s office...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

World of Warcraft Mage and Death Knight

"Guards! Help me!" The woman screamed as she backed away. "No, wait, I...." Avith could hear the guards' heavy armor rattle towards her. "Dammit," she cursed under her breath, turning to flee. She slipped out the window of the inn, speaking a word of magic as she pulled a feather from her pouch, dropping to the ground lightly. Her green glowing eyes were of course easy to spot. She might as well be carrying a red flag over her head with her name written on it. "Guards!...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

Lexi and the Arabian Knight

From reading the title, you would probably surmise that this story is about a beautiful woman and a dashing young or middle-aged guy from the Middle East. If you thought that, you would’ve been half right. This story does feature a beautiful woman, in fact, a beautiful young woman – my 18 year-old daughter, Alexis (I’ll be referring to her with the name she’s more commonly called by – Lexi). The Arabian knight in this story, however, is not so young or dashing because he happens to be 67 years...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

Lilys Knight

Lily had always been on the shy side, but something about this handsome stranger made her want to talk. She poured out her every thought like she had known him from birth. She trusted him with her deepest concerns, there was no reservation about what she would say to him. What kind of fantasy was she in? An instant best friend, Barry was kind and gentle with her every concern. It was no wonder when her relationship ended she immediately called Barry, sobbing into the phone. He listened and...

Love Stories
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

My Dark Knight

My Dark Knight by Aimee Weston (aimee 2) There's a man in my doorway. He's outlined in the cold blue glow from a streetlight. A black, man-shaped shadow, silent. At first it seems like he must be part of a dream. I shut my eyes. I open them again. He's still there. It's no dream. This can't be happening. My heart is beating out of control, skittering down a panic path. He puts a finger to his mouth. If I could have screamed, I would have already. Now I know I better...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Daughter of the Knight

Daughter of the Knight I am the child of two dangerous people. My mother was trained by my grandfather in the arts of intimidation, control ... and death. My father, on the other hand, uses darkness and fear as weapons, but what most people don't understand is that his goal always has been to protect those who cannot protect themselves. To be a modern-day knight. I was raised by my mother, and trained by her, until my father learned of my existence and took over my training...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

Erotic Letter from a Lady to her Knight

My Liege do you remember your life thirty-one years ago? I do. It was the first time I saw you. You took my breath away and I found myself hoping that we would meet within the confines of Cleveland Castle. I watched you from afar, longing to feel your sensual lips on mine. Wanting to get to know you, to bask in your beautiful smile that could light up a room.One night the stars aligned and I found myself in your bed. That night I gave to you the only thing a virgin has to offer; myself and you...

First Time
1 year ago
  • 0
  • 47
  • 0

Nuns Vs Knights

In front of a smaller than average congregation, unusually attended by a few of the kingdom's notably agnostic Knightly Order of Dyna, the head priestess of the Holy Church of Merridan addressed "her flock," as it were... even though the warriors in attendance actually outnumbered her faithful. "In conclusion, give generously, my brothers and sisters. A heart that strays from our divine creator, Geod, is a heart that is susceptible to corrupt thoughts and malice against one's fellow man. A...

Fantasy
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 29
  • 0

Loving Rowie Knightly

Keri picked her blue running pants for today’s workout. She labored around the track at the end of the workout and was pleased with the slight tingle of fatigue that she felt. It felt good. She also like the way that she felt wearing the stretchy blue nylon workout pants, capri style. ‘Rowie should see me now!’ she giggled to herself as she finished the run and headed for the door. The running pants, pale blue and the white ones, were Keri’s ‘walk on the wild side’, as she thought of it. They...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 49
  • 0

Death Knights

On the edge of the galaxy an interstellar species known as Terrans continued to explore and expand their reach. Calling themselves the Steel Empire, or SE for short, they have vast technology, and ambition. Their home world now known as Steel Crown, is the origin of the Death Knights. Gifted among the Terran People for their ability to manipulate the fabric of the universe. Only one in a hundred thousand Terrans are born Death Knights, and they form the ruling class of the SE. The Death...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

The Beastmen and the Dark Knight

She could not explain how she knew. Perhaps it was the mage intuition. The Taru who trained her had told her she should never use her gifts for personal gain. That it would only lead to danger. She must never let desire or emotions lead her astray. Could this be the danger he had warned her about? For a moment she thought about the teleport scroll he made for her in case of times like these. No, she must find the Elvaan. The need arose once more and clouded all sense of reason. She moved...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

Foolish White Knight

I was one of several people invited to a private poker game. Not an average poker-night-with-the-boys kind of game. No, an exclusive high stakes game, played on the estate of one on my good friends. Guests arrived in formal evening wear. Our host’s home was stately and beautiful. Servers and staff were precisely guided by one of the best butlers in the business. It was a classy gathering of power and influence. I knew many of the guests from my own business dealings. These men and women were...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 14
  • 0

Starry Knight

Selena sat at her desk. Her laptop screen glowed brightly in the darkness of her dorm. She read and re-read the words on her Facebook screen. ‘Meet me at the library at midnight.’ She knew it was crazy to even consider it, but she had had a huge crush on Tyreese Jackson since the very first time she had seen him. It was the first day of summer school. She was taking a couple of classes at the local university as part of a gifted and talented program at her high school. She was seventeen and...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 28
  • 0

Patchwork Knight

Author’s Notes: ‘Patchwork Knight’ is set in the Sweet Dreams universe, but is otherwise a standalone story. *** ‘Patchwork Knight’ *** Does everyone remember their first crush with such clarity? Forgetting his is impossible, and if he were honest with himself, he would acknowledge that she is the standard by which every other woman that he has admired or dated is judged, and has found them lacking. He knew that he was not the only one who fell in love with her in those glory days of high...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 25
  • 0

In the Heat of the Knight

"I spent my 18th birthday in a goblin prison. I have no intention of arriving home looking like some peasant's housewife!" Princess Lycena shouted, when I offered to buy her new dress from the village tailor. She wore the fur loincloth and brassiere the goblins made her wear. "Okay, whatever you wish, your HIGH-ness" I said. Her-barely covered cantaloupe-sized breasts and shapely hips were making enough of the villagers stare. I didn't want them to come after us with pitchforks. We made camp...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 27
  • 0

Anastasia and the Knight

Anastasia and the Knight The kiss that could last a lifetime ended as Edward released his embrace on Anastasia and they moved apart so that he can hold her as she sits in his lap in the beautiful garden they know as the place of the beginning of their great love story. Danielle broke the silence when she began to speak. “Eddie” she said “Yes” he replied “I love you.” Anastasia stated as she looked up adoringly at the face of the man that is the love of her...

Romance
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 30
  • 0

Ladys Knight

Ladys Knight by K. Moore I managed to check my watch despite being handcuffed to the arm of the chair in the "waiting area" of Precinct 32. I tried to look as calm as I could at Detective 3rd Grade Morton, blowing a strand of long black hair out of my face before I replied. "Look," I started, still unaccustomed to the soft soprano that came out of my mouth, "I know you'll never believe this story, but if my watch is correct, and seeing really IS believing, I think you'll come...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 12
  • 0

Air Knight

I was seventeen and a noble which was how I became a knight. First was military training and then flight school. After an evaluation they determined I should fly fighters. After months of training I turned eighteen and was sent towards the border. We had been at peace but the neighboring country to the south was aggressive and known to be hostile. I was on the wing of a seasoned pilot with the whole squadron. We were doing routine border patrols when I saw the planes above us. I opened the...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Another Dark Knight

© 1999 Fantasy Train Story It still happens occasionally. "It" being something I've always called the switch. I'll be living my normal, quiet all-American life one moment and with little warning I'm sucked into the other realm to live out an adventure of my alter ego-Virago Blue. Yes, I know, you're confused. Virago Blue is a pseudonym I use when writing. Virago Blue is also a fantasy character, my alter ego. It's hard to explain and even more difficult to understand, especially...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 17
  • 0

The Good Knight

The knight was totally confused. He was absolutely certain that when he had entered the castle, there had been an elf with him. In the very far recesses of his mind, he was sure that there was something about this particular castle, rumours, but no matter what, he couldn’t for the life of him, think what it was. Thus far, he had encountered a troll, quickly and easily, perhaps too quickly and easily despatched; and a wyvern, also despatched much quicker than he would have expected, almost as...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Not Quite a White Knight Book 2Chapter 8 Date Knight

Friday Afternoon and Night, May 23, 2008 “Sam, I know what you want, but I had an idea about something we could do now to stretch the night out. How would you like to go on a date? An overnight date?” “What! A date?! How ... what ... where ... I have nothing to wear.” “Yeah, big surprise, I figured that might be the case. Yuk Yuk Yuk ... Now, I am not objecting to you having nothing to wear, but knowing you, how about we start there? Then supper, and maybe a stop or two after. Night club...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 26
  • 0

Arabian Slave

Janie was lost. She had been wandering up and down the little alleyways of this infernal city for hours now. She had been pawed at by scab covered beggars lying in the streets, robbed by a little street urchin of her purse, which contained her wallet, passport and Visa, AND she was hot, thirsty, and very tired. If she could just find a main street and ask someone who spoke English where the Embassy was, she’d be happy. Turning a corner, she almost walked into a man dressed in exquisite...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Arabian Princess

It is 1897, Tara and her English father are holidaying in Cairo. The holiday was going quite well until her farther decides to try his luck at the local casino. He soon looses all of his money and ends up owing a small fortune to an Arab sheik. In order to pay off his debts, Tara is given as a bride to the Arab sheik by her unscrupulous farther. The sheik is very pleased with the beautiful eighteen-year-old white girl and the marriage is soon consummated. Tara is a virgin, and on the first...

Interracial
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 39
  • 0

Arabian Bromance Pt1

I have never been a true believer... to me, it seems the rich and powerful use religion to keep the masses of people under control... there is too much hypocrisy in every religion... the true believers seem to have their own agenda regardless of their God's teachings.Take Islam, for example, homosexuality is strictly forbidden and condemned, yet I saw and heard of many same-sex relationships while working in Saudi Arabia... and after my arrest and conviction on d**g charges, I experienced...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Arabian Plaything Chapter 21

Belle continued to supply support for Princess Karina’s throne on frequent occasions. But this back-aching duty alternated with others. She was used variously as a holder, as decor ... stretched, trussed or suspended in numerous ways ... as a support, a footstool, a fan-carrier. Once she became the centrepiece of an electric standard lamp. These duties were of the lowest kind ... and undertaken by the newest members of the royal retinue. Never once did the Princess show any signs of recognition...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Arabian Plaything Chapter 20

Hours seemed to pass. Hours of some of the deepest wretchedness Belle had ever experienced. For the agony in her soul was far worse than the agony of the weals blazing across her flesh. The tethering ... the bit ... the straw ... the stall ... the sounds of the other Ponies ... all a nightmare. Unbelievable . . . yet having to be believed. No wonder Belle sobbed her heart out. Sobbed till she was weak with exhaustion. And those who heard her fully understood. Then, at some time, Sven returned....

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

Arabian Plaything Chapter 19

FLASHBACK “You are being consigned to the Stables, Belle.” It was Madame Vesta who spoke ... and Belle shuddered at the hideous impact of the words. This was the fate most dreaded by all the slave-girls of Quireme. But it was never escaped by those who were fit and strong, tall and well-built. As Belle was. Very much so. She had an almost irrepressible urge to fling herself at Madame Vesta’s booted feet and beg and plead for escape. But, not only was she aware that it would be quite useless,...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 19
  • 0

Arabian Playthings Chapter 18

For four more weeks, Belle continued to perform her duties ... the most menial, it not the most arduous in the whole retinue. And it would seem she performed them satisfactorily because not once was she summoned to feel Miss Reva’s whip. Indeed, apart from a few stinging slaps from Overseers, Belle was uns**thed as far as punishment was concerned. It was, by far, the longest period since she had become a slave. Throughout all this time, when not on duty, she wore the anal device which was...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Arabian Plaything Chapter 17

FLASHBACK Waiting to be punished was the worst of all. They knew it. That’s why there were often long drawn-out hours between the pronouncement of a punishment and its administration. Hassan’s words were of the previous night were still in Belle’s ears when she awoke the following morning. “For your carelessness, slave, you are to be birched,” he had said. “It will take place tomorrow afternoon. And it will take place before the ladies and gentlemen you offended.” Offended? Could it be said she...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 21
  • 0

Arabian Plaything Chapter 16

FLASHBACK It was the recurring nightmare of the Training Room. She and Nadine had been brought there again. She and the tall, red-headed Romanian had arrived together and were being trained together. Miss Vesta and her two bestial Mongolian assistants named Gog and Magog were there. Hating herself for doing it, Isabel (as she was still known then) sank to her knees before the leather-clad overseer. She was not accustomed to being naked then and the shame of it was like a brand. She clasped her...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 24
  • 0

Arabian Plaything Chapter 15

FLASHBACK “So this is Belle is it? As she remained kneeling, awaiting Miss Reva’s return, Belle’s mind went back to the first time that had been said to her. Her training was over ... and she had just received her slave-name. She was, of course, unfamiliar with it The person who enquired was a fat middle-aged German by the name of Herman. He had just led her on a collar and chain into his suite ... and he accompanied his words with a hearty slap on Belle’s bare bottom. “Y-Yes ... Master,” she...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 20
  • 0

Arabian Plaything Chapter 14

BELLE, STILL FEELING the sharp sting of the weals raised by Miss Lirium, began to assimilate the information just given to her. Of course, she was quite familiar with such pain — and worse. It was simply part of the everyday existence of a slave-girl and had to be borne. Belle accepted it, not even feeling any resentment against the tall, striking-looking woman before whom she now knelt submissively, hands clasped at the back of her head. After all, it was no more than the duty of an Overseer...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 23
  • 0

Arabian Plaything Chapter 13

INTERMISSION„Yes, what is it, Kemal?“The Turk bowed low before the supreme power of Quireme. He had asked for an audience of Princess Karina, hoping she would grant an extension of the period of ‘Pony Service’ for his two Top Honor charges, Black Beauty and Saucy Lady. Since the Princess enjoyed driving this team, he had high hopes.However, his hopes were soon dashed.„I’m afraid not, Kemal,“ replied the Princess when he had made this request. „Those two are required back in the Harem.“Kemal...

Porn Trends